It's been a hurricane

Last week I got to knew that someone I trusted had done an child welfare information to the local social service. So I have been living at my father's for a couple of months now, and I've been doing pretty alright. But a few days ago my social worker called me and said that someone who works at the kidshome I used to live has called her and brought out her worry of me. She had said my father to drink too much and me to run all aroud the city at the weekends - drinking. Bullshit, I say. I didn't actually give a shit what were they about to do with that, I even had a little wish in the back of my mind they to put me back to kidshome.  That did not happen. On the mornin I went to meet my social worker and she asked me what I thought about those things. I denyed nearly all of them. I admitted that yes, my father drinks, but what about it, he's a grown up, and he's allowed to do so. And yes, he buys me beer and allows me to spend my weekends however I like, but that's ok, with both of us. I'm nearly 18, so there isn't so much they could do anymore. I don't know do I want them to do something or not. There's a hurricane inside my head.

Holiday

I don't know if there's any better thing than a week off school.

I'll do my best just to relax and have fun.

Yeasterday I went to countryside to stay at my grandparent's for one night.

That's wasn't the most relaxing part of the holiday.

Actually it was total chaos, me to go there.

It really is none of their fault, I just can't stand them.

Always taking stand in my bussiness, and every single time thinking

there's no other chance but they to be right.

They're even worse than my mother and that's really something!

The only reason I'm not totally running out of my mind

it that my cat's there. My father brought him there at the summer,

when he couldn't stand it anymore at home.

My cat has become a real beast and that's the why I love it more.

But.

Tomorrow.

I'll start real, relaxing, and the best part of my holiday.

I'll take a train to Oulu with my love little sister.

She's having the holiday at the same time as I do

and she's going back home for the rest of the week and I'll go with her! 

It's gonna be awsome to see her after such a long time. 

Can't even imagine what we two

"The Devils Themselves" 

can make up together.

Yeah we were called The Devils Themselves

when we both were living at the same kidshome at the same time.

We're still laughing at that.

But on the other hand, maybe it was pretty telling expression

to be used of us according our acts and great ideas what got along the way.

To put it simply: I can't wait for tomorrow and the whole rest of the week.



A bit 'bout me

I found myself scrolling through the old pics of me. 

And that's the result. 

Found a few pics along the way, 

maybe even worth sharing in here.

 Summer '99

My absolute favorite. I really love this pic!

Even I can look pretty cute. But on the other hand, every child does.

I should load more pics from my childhood here.

 Summer '10

That's the time, as it seems, when I really was into jewelry. 

Hands full of hand jewelry and rings and can you imagine,

I even used to tie narrow belts around my hands!

Kinda I liked them, but now I'm much more limited with that.

 Summer '11

I was visiting Riga with my mother. 

She turned to 50 so it was like a birthday trip.

It was okay, besides the company could have been better. 

At least she let me do what I wanted to. And I did.

Autumn '11

That's the newest one, from the last weekend. 

I have my natural color in my hair. Got bored with the dark brown.

Lets see how long I can be not to color it back to nearly black.

But well, that's me. 

17-y-o girl, from Finland. 

Been livin' at home, at friend's, in the kids home.

Sometimes livin' nowhere else but in my head. 

I love my friends, my sisters, my cat. 

I love the fashion, decoration, design, decor, children. 

The thing I don't really love is being married with the local social welfare authorities, 

with the local police and the child protection authorities. 

There was the time I did some really silly things

I think I should regret. I don't. 

It would be just the waste of time. You can't change the past.

Wanted you it or not. 

                            -Jezziett